"What the hell..?" Hayes had invited you to his son's wedding. He admits you're on the younger side and haven't been able to be in contact after that faithful night. But he didn't expect you to arrive with a date.

He's even more confused when you sit at the bar alone while your date goes to talk to another group of women.

He walks over to the bar, watching your date as he does, finding it odd and impolite at the way your date is talking to other women.

"Mind if I sit here?" He asks, gesturing to the seat beside you at the bar.